Everything Must Go
MZ and I argued about whether he was “giving me a ride” to Alameedy, or whether I was “riding along”
Category: writing
It May Well Be A Song
A cat climbed up what I thought to be a delicate tree outside the studio windows until it could see
Found Photos
Ay yi yi, I’m such a loser. After glibly saying yes when Sue axed me to produce some t-shirts… last
The Last Time We Didn’t Bring The Second Guitar We Broke A String
The bass player is pretending to be a bass player. He’s really a new music improvisational guitar player with recordings
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Bon Apetit
This could be only my 1,040th bowl of ramen in my lifetime, yet all of them… All of the all
The Coke In This Can Is Making A Crinkly Noise
Z’s words were ringing in my head: advice on two subjects. Better take your passport, and Just drop the bike
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Jean Kirkpatrick Is Asking Me Something
A psychiatrist asked me to tell her my dreams, and, because I wasn’t paying for this, I made them up
I’m Reading Last Year’s Papers
Although I Don’t Know Why, G wrote that his gym had been turned into a morgue, with 15 refrigerated semitrucks
Uncomposed, But Music Nonetheless
Slowly, slowly, slowly… and then real quick like I realized how many cups of coffee had elapsed between my first
Especially Prepared For General Information
I kid you not. That’s the text at the top of the thing in the package in the bag that